Rodney broke out in a 10-million-watt smile, but it was short-lived as a sudden look of shock crossed his face.
Jonathan beca concerned. "Rodney, are you okay?"
"I’m fine but I peed on the couch. I didn’t know I had to go," Rodney replied.
Jonathan lost all of his refinent in two seconds flat. "Holy shit balls, your fucking water broke! Get up young man, we’re going to the clinic now." They walked out the door to the buggy. Jonathan helped Rodney into the buggy and Martin got in the backseat. Zack was going to have to plant so new sod because Jonathan tore up a lot going to the clinic. He was on the phone: "William, get to the fucking clinic now."
Jonathan slid to a stop and ran around the buggy to help Rodney out. Martin was still catching his breath in the backseat—good thing he was full blood or he would’ve had to have a chair himself to deliver. Jonathan was helping Rodney make his way to the clinic door when William pulled up, running up to see if he could help.
Jonathan leaned over and kissed William. "We’re having our first baby. You’re his father and I’m going to be his dad, so get used to it."
Lex t him with a wheelchair and helped Rodney into it. They went straight to the delivery room.
William and Jonathan worked like a well-oiled team. Rodney couldn’t have had a better birthing team if they had been bought and paid for, which was kind of the point. Two and a half hours later, an exhausted Rodney pushed 9 lbs. 10 oz. Alexander Harrison Craig into the world—a.k.a. Alex.
Jonathan couldn’t get his gland uncovered fast enough before the young man was latched on. Jonathan stood there feeding the newborn as Lex cleaned up an exhausted Rodney.
"Thank you, Mr. Jonathan. I will not disappoint you, please raise your son in love," Rodney said weakly.
Jonathan leaned over and gave Rodney a kiss on his forehead and went back to tending to Alex. "Well, you’d have to know that he’s got his father’s blonde hair and blue eyes," he remarked.
William bead with pride—he and Jonathan finally had their first child. It only took 10 years, but it happened.
Lex filled out the birth certificate, listing his father as William Craig and the dad as Jonathan Harrison.
William offered to take Martin and Rodney ho when they were ready, but first, he wanted to see that his son arrived ho safely.
"We will be fine, plus Rodney probably should stay at the clinic overnight due to his exhaustion," Martin responded. Lex agreed.
As William and Jonathan were walking out with the baby, Hans arrived. Martin had filled him in on everything and he was delighted that Jonathan stepped up and did what he did for Rodney so he would have a future.
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Over at Ben and Claude’s house, Reggie couldn’t slow down. It was like he was running on Zaggnight batteries—he couldn’t leave Max alone. He was in Max’s room every 10 minutes checking on him and the baby. Ben was doing better and had co down from his almost OD and went to work. Max was still sore and on bed rest. He didn’t need for anything—Reggie made sure he had food and water and drink of any kind. Nothing was too good for his baby brother.
"If he gets to be too big of a pain, just send him out. He’s just a child—you won’t hurt his feelings for very long, but you do need your rest," Claude told Max.
Max smiled. "Knowing so things about the future is nice, other things I’m not so sure about. Knowing that Erin is going to be a revered child is one thing, but knowing all of the future is just a little bit much. He tried to tell the other nine kids’ nas and I told him let’s be surprised."
"Other nine children?" Claude looked at him.
"According to Reggie, I birth nine more kids for Ben and he wanted to tell how many you were going to have also, and I told him I didn’t want to know. After the shock of knowing Ben’s will be crawling up on and pushing nine more into , that’s just a little too much to handle right now," Max explained.
"Max, a visionary cannot help what they see, good or bad. The future is theirs to foretell, but we all must keep Reggie safe," Claude said. Max agreed with Claude about keeping young Reggie safe and secure.
Ben walked into the room. "Max, are you up for another visit or would you still be too sore? But rember, it has to be done."
Max shook his head yes, and then asked Claude if they could have the room together.
"Sure, you can, but Ben, you be sure and lock the door because Reggie will walk in a second. He is so much a chatterbox he never looks at anything when he walks into a room—he just starts chattering away," Claude warned.
Ben removed his clothing and climbed upon the bed. He was down between Max’s legs as he gently lifted them. Max groaned as his muscles were stretched. Ben placed Max’s legs on his shoulders and gently leaned forward, exposing his vent. Ben was very patient with Max and eased forward a little bit at a ti. Before Max realized it, his knees were on his glands, and his vent was being pulled apart in this position. Ben lined himself up and gently nudged the lips of Max’s vent open with the head of his cock. This brought a moan from Max’s lips. Slowly Ben penetrated Max. This was a little uncomfortable but Max persevered. Before he knew it, he felt the rough pubic hair of Ben’s touching his tender vent.
The next move surprised Max—Ben leaned in and kissed him on his lips. "I’ll be as gentle as I can so you don’t get too sore. I will never hurt you or cause you any undue pain—that you can believe."
Ben began to set a rhythm as he slid himself in and out of Max’s body. After the first hour, Max began to react and wrapped his arms around Ben. Ben never broke his pace. When it was ti, he went all the way, held himself there, and filled Max’s body with his sen. Ben gently laid on top of Max and rested.
"Wow, I didn’t know having sex felt like that. My whole body is tingling still," Max remarked.
"That wasn’t just sex, Max. I just made love to you and it’s totally different from sex or being bred," Ben replied.
"You can do this every day for the next two weeks and after that anyti you want, Ben." Max smiled and blushed at the sa ti, knowing that he would definitely want a lot more of Ben’s fine loving.
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